Zolder | vrijdag 30 september 2011 @ 23:56 |
Soms heb je gewoon van die stukjes waar je dan kippenvel van krijgt.. plaats die stukjes hier en plaats er ook bij welk nummer het is. Ik zal beginnen: And it hurt sore, fast forward, sleepin' pills'll make me feel alright. And if I'm still awake in the middle of the night, I just take a couple more, yeah you're motherfuckin' right, I ain't slowin' down for no one, I am almost homeward bound. Almost in a coma, yeah homie come on, dole em out, Daddy, don't you die on me, daddy, better hold your ground. Fuck, don't I know the sound of that voice, Yeah baby hold me down. Eminem - going trough changes | |
Dhaha | vrijdag 30 september 2011 @ 23:58 |
Toch echt wel van de lijnen van MC Martin | |
o.la | vrijdag 30 september 2011 @ 23:59 |
Gotta Go, Gotta Go, Gotta Go van MC Biggah ![]() | |
SomePerson | zaterdag 1 oktober 2011 @ 00:04 |
Het leven is kut, want ik zit in de put. Wat moet ik nou doen? Wat ben jij een motherfucking oen. | |
Angel-Joy | zaterdag 1 oktober 2011 @ 00:04 |
Momenteel: not over you van Davin Degraw ![]() | |
Meloewa | zaterdag 1 oktober 2011 @ 00:15 |
Spend all your time waiting For that second chance For a break that would make it okay There's always some reason To feel not good enough And it's hard at the end of the day I need some distraction Oh beautiful release Memories seep from my veins Let me be empty Oh and weightless and maybe I'll find some peace tonight In the arms of the angel Fly away from here From this dark cold hotel room And the endlessness that you fear You are pulled from the wreckage Of your silent reverie You're in the arms of the angel May you find some comfort here So tired of the straight line And everywhere you turn There's vultures and thieves at your back The storm keeps on twisting Keep on building the lies That you make up for all that you lack It don't make no difference Escaping one last time It's easier to believe In this sweet madness Oh this glorious sadness That brings me to my knees In the arms of the angel Fly away from here From this dark cold hotel room And the endlessness that you fear You are pulled from the wreckage Of your silent reverie You're in the arms of the angel May you find some comfort here You're in the arms of the angel May you find some comfort here | |
Coldwater | zaterdag 1 oktober 2011 @ 00:27 |
Ik wist gewoon dat het met een tekst van Eminem zou beginnen ![]() It's fucked up ain't it, how we can come from practically nothin' To bein' able to have any fuckin' thing that we wanted It's why we sing for these kids that don't have a thing Except for a dream and a fucking rap magazine Who post pinup pictures on their walls all day long Idolise their favourite rappers and know all they songs Or for anyone who's ever been through shit in they lives So they sit and they cry at night, wishing they die Till they throw on a rap record, and they sit and they vibe We're nothing to you, but we're the fuckin' shit in their eyes Eminem - Sing for the moment | |
splendor | zaterdag 1 oktober 2011 @ 00:38 |
She walks to school with the lunch she packed Nobody knows what she's holding back Wearing the same dress she wore yesterday She hides the bruises with the linen and lace, oh The teacher wonders but she doesn't ask It's hard to see the pain behind the mask Bearing the burden of a secret storm Sometimes she wishes she was never born Through the wind and the rain she stands hard as a stone In a world that she can't rise above But her dreams give her wings and she flies to a place Where she's loved concrete angel Somebody cries in the middle of the night The neighbors hear but they turn out the light A fragile soul caught in the hands of fate When morning comes it will be too late Through the wind and the rain she stands hard as a stone In a world that she can't rise above But her dreams give her wings and she flies to a place Where she's loved concrete angel A statue stands in a shaded place An angel girl with an upturned face A name is written on a polished rock A broken heart that the world forgot Through the wind and the rain she stands hard as a stone In a world that she can't rise above But her dreams give her wings and she flies to a place Where she's loved concrete angel ![]() | |
Daffodil31LE | zaterdag 1 oktober 2011 @ 00:51 |
Rien n'est jamais acquis, à l'homme ni sa force Ni faiblesse, ni son coeur, et quand il croit Ouvrir ses bras, son ombre, est celle d'une croix Et quand il veut serrer son bonheur, il le broie Sa vie est un étrange et douloureux divorce Il n'y a pas d'amour heureux Sa vie, elle ressemble, à ces soldats sans armes Qu'on avait habillés pour un autre destin A quoi peut leur servir, de se lever matin Eux, qu'on retrouve au soir, désarmés, incertains Dites ces mots "ma vie", et retenez vos larmes Il n'y a pas d'amour heureux Mon bel amour, mon cher amour, ma déchirure Je te porte dans moi, comme un oiseau blessé Et ceux-là, sans savoir, nous regardent passer Répétant après moi, ces mots que j'ai tressés Et qui pour tes grands yeux, tout aussitôt moururent Il n'y a pas d'amour heureux Le temps d'apprendre à vivre, il est déjà trop tard Que pleurent dans la nuit, nos coeurs à l'unisson Ce qu'il faut de regrets, pour payer un frisson Ce qu'il faut de malheurs, pour la moindre chanson Ce qu'il faut de sanglots, pour un air de guitare Il n'y a pas d'amour heureux. | |
Apotheose | zaterdag 1 oktober 2011 @ 01:02 |
Get lost on the boulevard at night Without your voice to tell me I love you, take a right The ten and the two is the loneliest sight ![]() (john mayer - in your atmosphere) | |
-K03N- | zaterdag 1 oktober 2011 @ 01:04 |
Geen idee waarom eigenlijk , maar tis vooral bij het what you say stukje.
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missbehavin | zaterdag 1 oktober 2011 @ 01:05 |
Tori Amos - A 1000 oceans These tears I've cried I've cried 1000 oceans And if it seems I'm floating in the darkness Well, I can't believe that I would keep Keep you from flying And I would cry 1000 more If that's what it takes To sail you home Sail you home Sail you home I'm aware what the rules are But you know that I will run You know that I will follow you Over silbury hill Through the solar field You know that I will follow you And if I find you Will you still remeber Playing at trains Or does this litte blue ball Just fade away Over silbury hill Through the solar field You know that I will follow you I'm aware what the rules are But you know that I will run You know that I will follow yo | |
Waaghals | zaterdag 1 oktober 2011 @ 01:06 |
brok in mijn keel ![]() | |
scrubnub | zaterdag 1 oktober 2011 @ 01:07 |
So, so you think you can tell Heaven from Hell, Blue skies from pain. Can you tell a green field From a cold steel rail? A smile from a veil? Do you think you can tell? Did they get you to trade Your heroes for ghosts? Hot ashes for trees? Hot air for a cool breeze? And cold comfort for change? Did you exchange A walk on part in the war, For a lead role in a cage? How I wish, how I wish you were here. We're just two lost souls Swimming in a fish bowl, Year after year, Running over the same old ground. What have we found The same old fears. Wish you were here. | |
-K03N- | zaterdag 1 oktober 2011 @ 01:10 |
en het laatste stukje en deze scene (v.a. 3 min , raad je aan het geheel te kijken) | |
Poppenkastpop | zaterdag 1 oktober 2011 @ 01:11 |
En toen opeens was Josje dood Hij had gewoon geen zin om door te leven Hij heeft zichzelf als 't ware opgeheven Hij heeft aan mij z'n laatste brief geschreven Hij hield zich niet nog langer groot Ik gaf hem de genadestoot Soms denk je dat je iemand kent Nou ja, ik kende Jos zo'n maand of zeven Hoewel we eerst nogal op afstand bleven Zag ik de echte Jos soms toch wel even Als door een scheur in 't cement Dan kroop 'ie langzaam uit z'n tent Wanneer we 's zomers de rivier afdreven Kwam er een glimlach om z'n lippen zweven Was 'ie wat minder bang zich bloot te geven Dan was 'ie in z'n element We raakten aan elkaar gewend Hij zei niet veel in 't begin Ik wist niet of ik 'm ooit zou bereiken Als ik iets vroeg begon 'ie weg te kijken Hij zei alleen soms "hou nou op met zeiken" Z'n handen nors onder z'n kin Verroerde uren lang geen vin Hij wou zo graag een harde bolster lijken Maar op den duur begon 't schild te wijken Liet 'ie wat meer van z'n gevoelens blijken En ging 'ie op m'n vragen in Kwam 'ie tevoorschijn, zin voor zin Hij had van alles opgekropt Er was niks waar je Jos om zou benijden Z'n ouders waren van elkaar gescheiden En om de maand moest 'ie bij een van beiden Waar 'ie met snoep werd volgepropt En hij vertelde me beknopt Hoe hij als kind z'n vader wakker gilde Omdat 'ie liever naar z'n moeder wilde En hoe z'n vader 'm z'n bed uittilde En in de kelder had gestopt Te vroeg en veel te vaak geschopt Hij zei "misschien is het verkeerd Maar ik denk steeds 'was ik maar niet geboren' De mensen hebben hun gevoel verloren Haast niemand wil zich aan een ander storen Dat heb ik nou toch wel geleerd Zelfs als je werkelijk crepeert Zal men proberen om je stem te smoren Maar ieder mens wil toch bij iemand horen Dat lot is mij dan zeker niet beschoren Ik word haast overal geweerd" En ik heb Jos opnieuw bezeerd Had ik 'm achteraf beschouwd Toen hij dat zei maar naar me toe getrokken En hem gezegd "we zullen samen knokken" Maar ik zei niks, was van mezelf geschrokken Een onvergeeflijke fout Maar God, ik voelde me zo oud Hij schreef "ook jij liet me weer los Door niks te zeggen heb je toch gelogen Want wat je wilde zag ik in je ogen Ook jij, gevangen in je onvermogen Jij bent nog meer dan ik de klos Je bent misschien een ouwe vos Jij kan misschien op meer ervaring bogen Jij kunt ertegen als je wordt bedrogen Maar ik heb alles nog eens overwogen Ik wil niet meer, 't beste, Jos"... | |
Levolution | zaterdag 1 oktober 2011 @ 01:26 |
Between the iron gates of fate The seeds of time were sown And watered by the deeds of those Who know and who are known Knowledge is a deadly friend If no one sets the rules The fate of all mankind I see Is in the hands of fools | |
Darkbrowneyes | zaterdag 1 oktober 2011 @ 03:03 |
Purple pavement Crookfingers knocking on windows without souls Bodies are swinging from rooftops and poles Howling through hollows Restless nights and one night cheap hotels Oh, my only drifting to always come back And I search for something Oh, whatever I don't really care Driving with their lights off they can be anywhere Rolling down their windows Open card with open mouths Golden teeth and golden cars You cover your eyes, you cover your mouth, you cover your ears Still you follow my trail I'll do it all, I'll do whatever you say, God has left me anyway Love I laid in payment Stars with stains and heaven and afterglow Beneath the ashes of echoes buried alive They are howling through hollows Once we share their temple of our arms Now our heads are hung up on walls We are ruins within ruins On every corner a gladiator is begging for another century When no one cut your tongue to know nothing and to know it al To be both the animal and god You cover your eyes, you cover your mouth, you cover your ears Still you follow our trail We'll do it all, we'll do whatever you say, God has left us anyway You cover your eyes, you cover your mouth, you cover your ears Still you follow our trail We'll do it all, we'll do whatever you say, God has left us anyway The Brothel ![]() | |
Wereldpijn | zaterdag 1 oktober 2011 @ 03:04 |
Zo 1 zong over die busje dat zo komt. | |
Dven | zaterdag 1 oktober 2011 @ 03:06 |
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Apotheose | zaterdag 1 oktober 2011 @ 08:29 |
mooi nummer en idem tekst idd | |
fruityloop | zaterdag 1 oktober 2011 @ 08:38 |
I'm tired of these girlie magazines I want to stop dreamin', and get back home to the real thing Late last night I read the letter you sent Woke up this morning, under a tent Uh huh, we've got a whole lotta lovin' to do Huey Lewis And The News - Whole Lotta Lovin' De echte clip kan ik zo niet op youtube vinden. De ouderwetsche LP doet vermoeden dat die niet echt ergens online te vinden zal zijn. ![]() [ Bericht 53% gewijzigd door fruityloop op 01-10-2011 11:44:21 ] | |
ikhouvannoodles | zaterdag 1 oktober 2011 @ 09:17 |
We're no strangers to love You know the rules and so do I A full commitment's what I'm thinking of You wouldn't get this from any other guy I just wanna tell you how I'm feeling Gotta make you understand Never gonna give you up Never gonna let you down Never gonna run around and desert you Never gonna make you cry Never gonna say goodbye Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you We've know each other for so long Your heart's been aching But you're too shy to say it Inside we both know what's been going on We know the game and we're gonna play it And if you ask me how I'm feeling Don't tell me you're too blind to see Never gonna give you up Never gonna let you down Never gonna run around and desert you Never gonna make you cry Never gonna say goodbye Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you Repeat Chorus Give you up, give you up Give you up, give you up Never gonna give, Never gonna give, give you up Never gonna give, Never gonna give, give you up Last four lines repeated I just wanna tell you how I'm feeling Gotta make you understand Chorus times three | |
Baghdaddy | zaterdag 1 oktober 2011 @ 10:18 |
زيديني عشقا زيديني يااحلى نوبات جنوني زيديني عصفورة قلبي نيساني يارمل البحر وروح الروح وياغابات الزيتون ياطعم الثلج وطعم النار ونكهة شكي ويقيني اشعر بالخوف من المجهول فآويني اشعر بالخوف من الظلماء فضميني اشعر بالبرد فغطيني وغني قربي غنيلي فأنا من بدأ التكوين ابحث عن وطن لجبيني عن حب امرأه يأخذني لحدود الشمس ويرميني زيديني عشقا زيديني يااحلى نوبات جنوني زيديني | |
Gemaskerde | zaterdag 1 oktober 2011 @ 10:50 |
Lekkere handig dat er geen video's van de nummers bijgeplaatst worden. | |
Daywalk3r | zaterdag 1 oktober 2011 @ 11:27 |
Billy Jacobs wil een stoere gangster worden dus begint met dealen maar hij wil hogerop dus wil hij bij een bede maar dan moet hij bewijzen dat hij echt is dus moet hij een vrouw verkrachten dus dat gaan ze doen en dan aan 't eind zeggen ze dat hij haar moet doorschieten. Right before he pulled the trigger, and ended her life he thought about the cold pain with the platinum and ice and he felt strong standing along with his new brothers cocked the gat to her head, and pulled back the shirt cover but what he saw made him start the cringine studder cuz he was starring into the eyes of his own mother she looked back at him and cried, cause he had forsaken her she cried more painfully, than when they were raping her his whole world stopped, he couldn't even contiplate his corruption had succesfully changed his fate and he remembered how his mom used to come home late working hard for nothing, cause now what was he worth he turned away from the woman that had once given him birth and crying out to the sky cause he was lonely and scared but only the devil responded, cause god wasn't there and right then he knew what it was to be empty and cold and so he jumped off the roof and died with no soul | |
Daywalk3r | zaterdag 1 oktober 2011 @ 11:38 |
De Lyrics! At home Drawing pictures Of mountain tops With him on top Lemon yellow sun Arms raised in a V Dead lay in pools of maroon below Daddy didn't give attention To the fact that mommy didn't care King Jeremy the wicked Ruled his world Jeremy spoke in class today Jeremy spoke in class today Clearly I remember Pickin' on the boy Seemed a harmless little fuck But we unleashed a lion Gnashed his teeth And bit the recessed lady's breast How could i forget He hit me with a surprise left My jaw left hurtin Dropped wide open Just like the day Like the day i heard Daddy didn't give affection And the boy was something mommy wouldn't wear King jeremy the wicked Ruled his world Jeremy spoke in class today Jeremy spoke in class today Try to forget this... Try to erase this... From the blackboard. | |
First | zaterdag 1 oktober 2011 @ 11:41 |
Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day <br /> You fritter and waste the hours in an offhand way. <br /> Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town <br /> Waiting for someone or something to show you the way. <br /> <br /> Tired of lying in the sunshine staying home to watch the rain. <br /> You are young and life is long and there is time to kill today. <br /> And then one day you find ten years have got behind you. <br /> No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun. <br /> <br /> So you run and you run to catch up with the sun but it's sinking <br /> Racing around to come up behind you again. <br /> The sun is the same in a relative way but you're older, <br /> Shorter of breath and one day closer to death. <br /> <br /> Every year is getting shorter never seem to find the time. <br /> Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines <br /> Hanging on in quiet desperation is the English way <br /> The time is gone, the song is over, <br /> Thought I'd something more to say. | |
Moos. | zaterdag 1 oktober 2011 @ 12:13 |
I'm on the pursuit of happiness and I know everything that shines ain't always gonna be gold I'll be fine once I get it, I'll be good. | |
Daffodil31LE | zaterdag 1 oktober 2011 @ 12:36 |
Vooruit, omdat jij het bent: | |
Waaghals | zaterdag 1 oktober 2011 @ 12:44 |
IShotTheMaid. | zaterdag 1 oktober 2011 @ 16:42 |
ezelbayraktar | zondag 2 oktober 2011 @ 23:27 |
and I'd give up forever to touch you, cause I know that you feel me somehow you're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be, and I don't want to go home right now and I don't want the world to see me, cause I don't think that they'd understand when everything's made to be broken, I just want you to know who I am and you cant fight the tears that ain't coming, or the moment of the truth in your lies when everything feels like the movies, yeah you bleed just to know you're alive iris by goo goo dolls [ Bericht 14% gewijzigd door ezelbayraktar op 02-10-2011 23:38:29 ] | |
Feola | zondag 2 oktober 2011 @ 23:29 |
All of the fucked things you do
Are the product of whats happened to you Whatever you create from love Is a gift from the place which some call above | |
Maanvis | zondag 2 oktober 2011 @ 23:35 |
'hoe vertel je iemand, dat de aarde niet meer rond is, dat de vogels niet meer vliegen en de zon niet langer schijnt' 'nu hoef je nooit je jas meer aan te trekken en te hopen dat je licht het doet' Engelse teksten doen me echt niets. Da's duplo vergeleken met wat met lego in het nederlands mogelijk is ![]() | |
ezelbayraktar | zondag 2 oktober 2011 @ 23:38 |
I hurt myself today to see if I still feel I focus on the pain the only thing that's real the needle tears a hole the old familiar sting try to kill it all away but I remember, everything what have I become my sweetest friend everyone I know, goes away In the end and you could have it all my empire of dirt I will let you down I will make you hurt I wear this crown of thorns upon my liar's chair full of broken thoughts I cannot repair beneath the stains of time the feelings disappear you are someone else I am still right here If I could start again a million miles away I would keep myself I would find a way hurt by johnny cash | |
Maanvis | zondag 2 oktober 2011 @ 23:42 |
Hij heeft wel een paar regels (bij nader inzien 1 woord) veranderd maar om hem nou schrijver van het liedje te nomen..? | |
ezelbayraktar | zondag 2 oktober 2011 @ 23:44 |
oh ik zal niet weten wat de historie achter dit lied is ![]() | |
Maanvis | zondag 2 oktober 2011 @ 23:45 |
Trent Reznor van Nine Inch Nails: | |
ezelbayraktar | zondag 2 oktober 2011 @ 23:48 |
ah thanks ![]() ![]() | |
Maanvis | zondag 2 oktober 2011 @ 23:51 |
ik vind die van johnny cash echt beter, maar dat komt ook omdat ie het met meer gevoel zingt. By the way mocht je deze materie interessant vinden hier een topique wat ik vorig jaar geopend heb: Covers waarvan je lang niet wist dat het covers waren | |
ezelbayraktar | maandag 3 oktober 2011 @ 00:01 |
klopt, zit onwijs veel gevoel in. echter is het geen versie die ik zomaar zou luisteren, terwijl die van nine inch nails gerust op een cd kan voor in de auto bijv ![]() ik zal een kijkje nemen in dat topic, thanks ![]() | |
Prixie | maandag 3 oktober 2011 @ 00:02 |
Je leeft je eigen leven wat zij er ook van vindt Je bent al lang geen kind meer al blijf je ook haar kind Je wilt 'r over praten, maar niet op haar manier Je zult haar best verdriet doen maar niet voor je plezier Wat moet je nog met haar en met haar ouderlijk gezag En dan opeens dan is 'ie er, die dag De dag waarop je moeder sterft, dat jij wordt losgelaten En al haar eigenschappen erft, die jij zo in haar haatte De Scherpe tong, de bokkenpruik, de zure schooljuffrouw Die zullen ze dan binnenkort herkennen gaan in jou En hopelijk ook de andere kant, de aardige, de zachte Maar of je die hebt meegeerft valt nog maar af te wachten De dag waarna de rest een kwestie wordt van tijd en pijn De dag waarna je nooit meer kind zult zijn Wat al die jaren fout ging komt dan niet meer terecht En wat je nog wou zeggen blijft eeuwig ongezegd De machteloze frasen van je genegenheid En dat 't niet haar schuld was en ook dat 't je spijt De dingen die je lang niet zeggen kon en zeggen wou En dan zo graag nog 1 keer zeggen zou De dag waarop je moeder sterft, de dag die al je dagen Van dan af aan wat grijzer verft, al hou je niks te klagen Je hebt je goeie vrienden nog, die staan je ook dichtbij En als je soms een minnaar zoekt dan staan ze in de rij Maar niemand zal meer weten hoe je met je pop kon spelen En niemand zal nog ooit je vroegste vroeger met je delen De dag waarna je nooit meer kwetsbaar wezen kunt en klein De dag waarna je nooit meer kind zult zijn -Totaal niet mijn genre muziek ,maar de tekst en het nummer raakt me enorm . | |
kanovinnie | maandag 3 oktober 2011 @ 06:01 |
Schopje naar MUZ | |
ExperimentalFrentalMental | maandag 3 oktober 2011 @ 09:31 |
Die wilde ik ook plaatsen ![]() | |
Vigil | maandag 3 oktober 2011 @ 09:47 |
Oh, you and me, we're the same Asking for more than the numbing existence Offered us all What did they say? What did they do? To make you crawl back in Despite everything that you've been through You're still right where I left you We can lift up our hands to the sky Find all of those strings that they're pulling and keep from falling back Into our old rhythmic poses Turning us into machines And one of these days we'll no longer betray ourselves in any way we won't all look the same way down And one of these days we'll no longer betray ourselves and we'll all take the same way out And all these illusions dropped on a sea of believers Crowding around as they hunt me down And throw me out While all the rest of the others Bang their heads in the dredges [x2] And one of these days we'll no longer betray ourselves in any way we won't all look the same way down And one of these days we'll no longer betray ourselves and we'll all take the same way out So don't give up on me We can be still pretend This is all just a game That'll work itself out in the end | |
_Loki | maandag 3 oktober 2011 @ 09:50 |
Dit. En dit: | |
AgeEll | maandag 3 oktober 2011 @ 09:56 |
Life, it seems, will fade away Drifting further every day Getting lost within myself Nothing matters, no one else I have lost the will to live Simply nothing more to give There is nothing more for me Need the end to set me free Things not what they used to be Missing one inside of me Deathly lost, this can't be real Can't stand this hell I feel Emptiness is filling me To the point of agony Growing darkness taking dawn I was me, but now he's gone No one but me can save myself, but it's too late Now I can't think, think why I should even try Yesterday seems as though it never existed Death greets me warm, now I will just say goodbye, *Goodbye* | |
Maanvis | maandag 3 oktober 2011 @ 09:58 |
Idd een erg pakkend nummer, zeker aangezien sommigen zich erin herkennen. Dit nummer heeft simpele tekst, maar de manier waarop het gezongen is maakt het echt heel ontroerend.
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SonicVolcano | maandag 3 oktober 2011 @ 11:05 |
When the sun got big, and the night came down We used to share a drink - and let the demons out. We let the good times rock, you made the bad times roll We used to laugh a lot, you had a lot of soul Old friends... in better times And when the going got hard, When times were tough We put our backs to the wall, You used to strut your stuff. With a head held high and a heart so big One fist at the sky... and shake a leg. Old friends in better times (even though, even though we miss you now Look forward don't look back We'll get by somehow) And so I raise my glass in a last goodbye Sleep in peace old friend, for me you'll never die The best thing I can say, after all this time, is You were a real friend, of mine Old friends... in better times Gaat over Freddie Mercury ![]() | |
ralfseltje | maandag 3 oktober 2011 @ 11:13 |
I fucked Dolly Parton, I fucked Loretta Lynn I fucked Barbara Mandrill and I fucked all of her kin I fucked Minnie Pearl, I fucked Elvis Presley's little girl I fucked the Judds, I fucked the Judds CHORUS: My Country Boner, it won't go down It won't go down, it won't go down My boner my boner my boner won't go down It won't go down it won't go down My country boner it won't go down | |
AbXorb | maandag 3 oktober 2011 @ 12:40 |
![]() Ik krijg hier nog wel eens de rillingen van: En deze:
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Bookie65 | maandag 3 oktober 2011 @ 14:16 |
If You Go Lyrics Hothouse Flowers If you go I hope you get there If you get there I hope you like it Cos the night might seem like maidens Sweet maidens sent to tempt you And the dark might seem like lovers Sweet lovers sent to kiss you Oh if you go I hope you get there If you get there I hope you like it Yea yea and I I can see your eyes shining but your head won't move Oh yeah I I can see your eyes shining but your head, your head won't move You can't leave now brother Don't leave now brother Cos we love you You can't go no You can't leave now brother Don't leave now brother Cos we love you Oh you can't go You can't leave now brother Don't leave now brother Cos we love you Yes you If you go Can't leave now Don't leave now brother Cos we love you But if you go I hope you get there If you get there I know you'll like it | |
JulesWinnfield | maandag 3 oktober 2011 @ 18:54 |
My love is gone for you mommy, you could ride in hearses I'm sick in the brain dumb bitch, can you nurse this? You told me life would never, ever, ever get this perfect Then you smoke a J of weed, and take his kids to the churches Uh, fuck church, they singing and the shit ain't even worth it In the choir, whores and liars, scumbags and the dirt, bitch You told me God was the answer When I ask him for shit, I get no answer, so God is the cancer I'm stuck in triangles, looking for my angel Kill me with a chainsaw, and let my balls dangle Triple six is my number, you can get it off my Tumblr... Tyler, the Creator ft. Hodgy Beats - Sandwitches | |
King_Merc | maandag 3 oktober 2011 @ 21:42 |
dan vooral dit stuk, I don't want to sleep with you I don't need the passion too I don't want a stormy affair To make me feel my life is heading somewhere All I want is the comfort and care Just to know that my woman gives me sweet - Mother love I've walked too long in this lonely lane I've had enough of this same old game I'm a man of the world and they say I'm strong But my heart is heavy and my hope is gone Out in the city, in the cold world outside I don't want pity, just safe place to hide Mama please, let me back inside I don't want to make no waves But you can give me all the love that I crave I can't take if you see me cry I long for peace before I die All I want to know that you're there You're gonna give me all your sweet - Mother love My body's aching, but I can't sleep My dreams are all the company I keep Got such a feeling as the sun goes down I'm coming home to my sweet - Mother love |